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... s already set. Silverware gleamed. Steam rose from bowls of freshly cooked meats, bread, fruit, and warm stew.
Varian nearly cried.
"Oh gods," he whispered, taking a seat. "This is what dreams taste like."
William nodded with big eyes. "I've never seen this much food... even in my imagination."
Moments later, Vexen entered gracefully, followed by the royal chef and a small procession of maids carrying trays. They laid the dishes out with practiced elegance—bowls o ...
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